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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 22:39:13 GMT
Jenna had a hard time answering, "F-fine."
Her tears were still falling. Jenna pulled up the blankets to cover up her body in case he came in.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 22:57:34 GMT
"Ya didn't eat today", Barbossa said. "I'll leave ya a plate of food by the door. Goodnight."
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 23:34:49 GMT
Jenna didn't answer since she was too busy crying. She knew it definitely wasn't food she needed though. It would take a hell of a lot more than that to heal her broken spirit.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 23:36:06 GMT
"Jenna?" Barbossa said.
He heard her crying. He knocked again.
"Do ya want ta talk?"
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 23:38:11 GMT
Jenna didn't answer. She just kept crying. She thought about trying to get her dress back on, but that would take too much work.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 23:43:02 GMT
"Do ya want me ta come in?" Barbossa asked. "I will if ya want me ta. If ya don't just tell me."
He stood by the door waiting for an answer.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 23:46:27 GMT
Jenna kept crying. She was so far along with her sobs that she couldn't stop them even if she wanted to. Jenna wasn't sure what she wanted. She felt so lost, broken, and depressed.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 23:48:12 GMT
"I'll come in", Barbossa said. "Ya sound like ye could use a friend right now."
He opened the door and walked inside. He sat down next to Jenna, but didn't look at her.
"What's wrong?"
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 23:49:44 GMT
Jenna made sure the blanket was still pulled over her chest and tried to stop the sobs. She failed at that, but they did decrease slightly.
"I...I tried to get a j-job at the b-bakery," she sobbed. "S-some man there r-recognized me and said he'd never give the job to a filthy w-whore like m-me."
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 23:52:16 GMT
"Oh, love..."
Barbossa ran his hand up and down her back.
"Who was it? I'll make sure he pays fer what he told ya."
He ran his fingers through his hair.
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